Mo Yuan’s eyes burned intensely as he fixed his gaze tightly on Mo Yu.
In truth, he was not the true Mo Family ancestor Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan had long since fallen.
He was merely a manifestation of Mo Yuan’s inner demon.
He genuinely did not know the identity of the person on the island.
He only knew that she had been waiting there for the destined one.
If it was not the right person, they would be attacked.
Mo Yuan had seen too many members of the Mo Family return empty-handed.
Among them were many unparalleled prodigies with the potential to become immortals.
Some even possessed physiques stronger than Mo Yu’s.
Immaculate Body, Immortal Sword Body, Innate Dao Body, Flawless Holy Body…
Yet even they could not gain her recognition and could only leave in disappointment.
It had been too long. So long that the Mo Family outside had risen and fallen several times.
In the end, Mo Yuan went mad, and thus he was born.
And he believed that the destined one did not exist at all.
This was nothing but a trap.
He longed for release, longed for freedom, longed to escape this place of confinement.
After Mo Yu was attacked, he would not die, but he would temporarily weaken.
At that moment, he could seize Mo Yu’s body.
…
Mo Yu’s gaze settled on the golden sphere.
Inside it, a young woman lay in silent slumber.
He could clearly see her figure, yet his Divine Sense could not penetrate the thin barrier.
Only what Divine Sense could perceive could activate the system panel.
He slowly approached.
Just as he was about to touch the edge of the sphere, it gradually dissipated, and the young woman’s figure became clear.
She floated quietly in the air, her eyes closed as if asleep.
Her light golden hair emitted a faint glow, sacred and noble.
An indescribable aura radiated from her body.
Ethereal and divine, as though she did not belong to this mortal world.
All words seemed pale before her. No description could capture even one ten-thousandth of her beauty.
Simply gazing at her inspired reverence and extinguished any thought of defilement.
Mo Yu’s mind trembled. For a brief moment, he lost himself, as if his soul were being drawn into that boundless sanctity.
A powerful desire surged within him to approach her, to understand her, to submit to her…
“Wake up!”
At that moment, Yan Xi’s voice exploded in his mind like thunder.
“Be careful. It’s an illusion.”
Yan Xi spoke again, her tone grave.
“Thanks, Sister Yan Xi.”
Mo Yu regained clarity. When his eyes fell upon the woman again, vigilance surged in his heart.
She was still breathtakingly beautiful, surpassing anything Mo Yu had ever seen.
But that previous feeling was gone.
Now that the sphere had vanished, his Divine Sense could perceive her.
With a thought, the system panel appeared.
[Name: Ji Xianyao]
[Destiny: ???]
[Favorability: 0 (Stranger)]
[Profile: Daughter of the Ancestral Dragon, sealed in the Lower Realm. Mo Yu’s greatest opportunity. She will provide Mo Yu with an endless stream of destiny.]
Mo Yu’s eyes widened.
What kind of destiny was this?
???
Endless?
Infinite?
This was too exaggerated!
Wild joy surged within him.
Thank you, Heavenly Dao, for this grand gift!
…
On the other side, Mo Yuan’s face was filled with confusion as he stared at Mo Yu.
Why was the method of attack so strange this time?
It was the first time he had seen the golden sphere dissipate.
Unable to restrain his curiosity, he turned his gaze toward Ji Xianyao.
Trapped here for endless ages, he had never truly seen her appearance.
With that single glance, he felt as if struck by lightning. He stood frozen, as though his soul had been torn away.
Chu Yuli also looked curiously at Ji Xianyao.
In an instant, she too fell into that hazy, chaotic state, her consciousness gradually fading.
However, at that moment, a faint trace of dark green quietly appeared deep within her eyes.
She suddenly jolted awake, breaking free from that strange state.
She looked around, her head slightly dazed, unsure of what had just happened.
She only felt that the sister on the island was truly beautiful.
Yet a strong sense of crisis rose in her heart.
That person must be extremely dangerous.
She could not help but worry for Mo Yu, silently praying for his safety.
…
Mo Yu transmitted his voice to the ring.
“Sister Yan Xi, do you know what the Ancestral Dragon is?”
Yan Xi frowned slightly, as if trying hard to recall.
After a moment, she gently shook her head.
“I’ve never heard of it. Why?”
Mo Yu’s gaze remained fixed on the sleeping beauty before him.
“The moment I saw her, this term appeared in my mind. It may be related to her.”
“You brat, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her beauty?” Yan Xi teased.
Mo Yu smiled helplessly. “Please don’t make fun of me.”
Yan Xi’s expression suddenly turned serious, her tone solemn. “She truly is extremely beautiful. Even in the Upper Realm, I have never seen anyone surpass her.”
“There is not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation from her, nor any sign of cultivation. She looks as if a gentle push would topple her.”
“But I can feel that she is very dangerous.”
“I suggest you leave first. Return after reaching the Mahayana Realm.”
Mo Yu looked at Yan Xi. For the first time since he had known her, her face carried such gravity.
Ever since he survived jumping off a cliff for the fourth time, Yan Xi had stopped interfering in his seemingly suicidal actions.
Yet this time, she still spoke up.
That alone proved how terrifying the hidden danger within that mysterious woman was in Yan Xi’s eyes.
Mo Yu smiled confidently.
“Trust me, Sister Yan Xi. I carry great destiny. Nothing will happen to me.”
“And if I don’t seize every opportunity to strengthen myself, how can I help you revive sooner?”
Yan Xi gazed at Mo Yu’s confident smile, and a warm current rose in her heart.
“You don’t have to push yourself so hard… Forget it. I know I can’t persuade you anyway.”
For some reason, a strange ripple stirred within her heart, as though something were quietly sprouting.
She quickly suppressed the sudden emotion.
She had watched Xiao Yu grow up. How could she have such thoughts?
Mo Yu’s gaze returned to Ji Xianyao.
If even Sister Yan Xi did not know what the Ancestral Dragon was,
Then he could only guess.
For now, he would treat it as a creator god.
He slowly raised his hand and reached toward Ji Xianyao’s jade-like slender hand.
The instant his fingertip touched her skin,
Golden light erupted from her body and transformed into a streak of radiance that shot into Mo Yu’s Sea of Consciousness, vanishing without a trace.
Mo Yu blinked in surprise.
Did that count as clearing the stage?
He immediately calmed his mind and inspected his Sea of Consciousness.
Ji Xianyao floated quietly within it, her eyes still closed, still asleep, like a sacred goddess.
[Detected that you have successfully intercepted the Fated Woman of Destiny, the Daughter of the Ancestral Dragon Ji Xianyao.]
[Ji Xianyao contains endless destiny and can help restore your destiny to Holy Dragon Destiny.]
[You have seized her unconscious form in an irresistible manner and forcefully drawn her into your Sea of Consciousness. She is now in your grasp. You may manipulate her as you wish.]
[Villain Counterattack successful.]
[Reward: One-click restoration of Holy Dragon Destiny.]
[Holy Dragon Destiny: A unique, high-quality destiny that ensures invincibility in the struggle for opportunities.]
[Attempting to plunder Mo Yu’s destiny… Plunder failed. Automatically replenishing.]
[Destiny +1000]
[Villain points +1000]
Restore?
Several question marks seemed to pop up above Mo Yu’s head.
Numb.
A python swallowing a dragon.
Another enemy gained.